Chapter 51: Tomahawk Steak (Part II) is the helmsman's gossip and gossip Shuhe!
(Thanks to the book friend Scarlet Yushu 10,000 starting coins reward, promoted to the helmsman of this book, thank you for the three views!)
Painful lesson, it's so miserable, I just finished bragging about it in the last chapter!
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Just kidding, this chapter is a new helmsman squish and a big beauty, thank you again.
PS: There is one more chapter in the evening. )
"Aunt Lin, are you okay??"
Zhao Ziyu's tone trembled a little, watching a person eat at least 6 kilograms of beef, he couldn't even eat what he ordered, and felt that there were countless things in his stomach that were making a revolution, and he was burping hard.
Aunt Lin closed her eyes and felt it, as a martial artist, she could feel the power contained in her body more clearly than the awakened.
The wrinkles on his face stretched for a moment, revealing an ugly smile, "It has fully improved the strength of the five bulls, and as for the endurance, I think it is at least thirty percent." ”
The so-called power of a bull is evolved from the power of nine oxen and two tigers according to the ancients before the cataclysm, the power of a cow is about 800 catties, and the tiger is counted as a thousand catties, and the power of nine oxen and two tigers is 9200 catties, and the power of Xue Rengui is recorded in history as nine oxen and two tigers.
(One said one dragon, two tigers and nine cows, the tiger should be 1250 pounds, everyone just take a look, don't have to be serious.) )
Leng Han hissed, looking a little moved.
Aunt Lin looked up to the sky and laughed, "Old man, old woman, I'm going to tear you alive!! ”
Then he rushed out of the small restaurant, smashed through the pitcher plant wall and disappeared.
Zhao Ziyu shrank his neck, yes, he was in trouble.
"Well, cousin, maybe, probably, I'll need you to take me back to the city in a while..."
Zhao Ziyu put down his chopsticks a little sadly and sighed.
Lin Chou's mouth trembled, and his face was clouded"!! ”
Young Master Ziyu hurriedly jumped up to give Lin Chou a good breath, "Brother Chou, Brother Chou, I will compensate!" Don't worry, I'll pay... Come on, come on, draw cards... Swipe now! Take it easy! ”
"Lao Tzu's fence has provoked you? Is it really bad to keep a little distance and live well? Yes? Why is everyone playing with Lao Tzu's fence idea?! ”
"If you say tear, you will tear it apart, if you say you stole it, you will steal it, and if you say you hit it, you will die!"
"I... I..."
is as calm as Lin Chou, and can't help but turn on the crazy spit mode.
"Double! I'm out double! ”
"Oh, I'm going to feed the trees."
Lin Chou patted his ass and left, leaving Ziyu with a confused face.
After a while, Zhao Ziyu pinched his identity card, "Sister Leng, I... He..."
"The surname Lin is a big black businessman, a miser, a SQ maniac, a profiteer, a psychopath, and BT!"
A voice of gnashing of teeth came from the corner.
Zhao Ziyu was startled, "What a thing!" No way... Sister, Brother Worry's cactus has become a fine! Talking! ”
Zuo Chen screamed, "You're the cactus!" Your whole family is a cactus! ”
In order to prevent the eleven naked men from being dried into salted fish, Zuo Chen took out all 80,000 points of pitcher grass and grass, and wanted to get it back on instant noodles, but the price was reduced to 266, and the days were simply unbearable.
Zhao Ziyu muttered, "This green one is really bright!" ”
Zuo Chen snorted, dragged the huge backpack under his feet, and shouted sweetly as he ran towards Lin Chou.
"Oh, worry brother, worry brother, you see that people have brought you something good, eh? Pre-Cataclysmic artwork! Excellent quality and priceless value! See! This beautiful shape! This delicate porcelain! This subtle curvature of the handle... Look at the powerful font printed on it, "Serve the people!" Tsk, not even the exclamation point fell! Would you like to have a few? ”
Lin Chou put down the vat, "What is this?" ”
Zuo Chen pinched an orchid finger vividly, "Dangdangdang!" Refined enamel cups before the cataclysm, if you take a closer look, this is purely handmade, art-level! In your store, the customer is holding this cup and drinking water, it is really... To have a tone, to have momentum, is there a strong literary style? ”
Lin Chou fiddled with it, twisted his fingers and said, "I didn't see the literary style... This thing was made yesterday, right? The paint hasn't dried yet. ”
Zuo Chen quietly threw the enamel cup back into his backpack, and there was a crisp sound.
"Brother Sorrow, look at this again! It's a real thing! Look at this condition, look at this pulp, it is definitely an old object! At least a few hundred years! ”
"It's rust, right? Also, what is this thing for? ”
Zuo Chen swore and said, "Brother Sorrow, it's definitely an antique, this is not rust, the professional term is called pulp!" ... Also, it has a nice name! Called...."
"What's it called?"
"Potato scratcher!"
"What's that?"
Zuo Chen's face was a little red, and he took out a potato from his bag, and after brushing it a few times, the potato turned into a bald head, and the snow-white flesh was exposed.
Lin Chou snatched the potato from Zuo Chen's hand, "Potatoes that haven't mutated?" Where did it come from? Anything else? ”
Zuo Chen blinked his eyes and threw away the poor potato scratcher, "This potato was obtained by me from an island far away from the Black Sinking Sea, and there was only one of them... It is really a rare treasure, and this rare crop has never appeared in Mingguang since the cataclysm. I..."
Lin Chou took a few looks, and all the corners where the potatoes had sprouts were opened, and there was no way to sprout and plant.
"System! Black Heart System! ”
This system only provides spice sampling and seed exchange. ”
"If not, forget it."
Zuo Chen was anxious, "Yes!" Who said there was no more! Deal... For the sake of worrying about my brother, I will go to that island again. ”
"Although most of the alien beasts in the sea are extremely fierce, huge, super high-level, and extremely dangerous..."The eyes are dripping and rolling, but they don't look at Lin Chou, "One million!" Just a million! ”
Lin Chou turned around and left.
"Half a million..."
"Two hundred thousand! Couldn't be less! ”
"That's... One hundred and fifty thousand... No, one hundred thousand! ”
Lin Chou dragged the feed of the fences, "Five thousand one, love to sell or not!" ”
"How much does Brother Sorrow want in a month?" Zuo Chen looked at Lin Chou with blank eyes.
"What is a month, how much? I'm going to do it once! ”
You and I are stupid, with potatoes Lao Tzu will not grow by himself??
"Okay, that's all."
Zuo Chen let out a sad sigh and slowly dragged her big backpack down the hill.
Out of the pitcher plant gate, after making sure that Lin Chou couldn't see it, he turned over happily,
"Yay! Silly big guy! Spare you like a ghost, it's not like you want to drink Aunt Ben's footwashing water! ”
Look up to the sky, cross the waist:
"Wha!"
Huang Dashan's monster chariot squeaked and braked sharply and stopped at the door, and the mountain master stretched out his head and scolded:
"Hey, that bonsai-like thing!! Neurotic, huh? Looking for death? Touching porcelain? Lao Tzu fulfills you! ”